#and our boys are still out here killing it 16 years later

[smtown-tourist]

Thinking back on SHINee’s debut and how SM debuted them with NO warning whatsoever. No teasers, no announcement, didn’t even warn their PARENTS, just a music video and then a debut stage a few days later, and our boys STILL managed to have fans in the crowd at their debut stage and win a Rookie All-Kill.

SM threw them to the wolves and instead of getting eaten alive, SHINee came out covered in blood and wearing their pelts. Truly some badass shit

[snugglebug-mj-blog]

The daughter who wasn't wanted (Remake)

Y/n Sully is the oldest daughter/ child of the sullys, meaning she was neytums twin sister.

Even though y/n was a na'vi she came out smaller and her skin was a sky demon tan color with blue stripes. She was given away an hour after birth.

After 16 years the Sully's reunited with y/n but y/n has a new family, she is loved by her new family and Mo'at. How will the sullys react?

Chapter 1 ~ 16 years ago ~

(names and characters are the same)

The battle had ended with hells gates had just ended when neytiri had gone into labor. Soon new born baby cries filled the area, but instead of being joyful some looked at Neytiri in horror, some looked at her with pity, and others looked confused.

Neytiri had given birth to twins, a baby girl and a baby boy. The girl came out wrong, she was much smaller than a normal na'vi newborn she was human newborn size, her skin was a tannish color with light blue strips, she had five fingers and toes, na'vi ears, nose, kuru, and tail. While the boy came out perfect.

Neytiri held the small new born looking up at Jake with unsure "Ma Jake this isn't right. She looks like a sky person." she started Jake shock his head "don't worry my love." he replied the clan started talking "that baby is a demon!" "You need to get rid of it!" "Demon blood!" "Neytiri gave birth to a sky demon!" "She did mate with a dream walker" whispers from the clan spread quickly. Mo'at and the elders didn't like the negative comments they were saying about a innocent baby. Mo'at and the elders we're happy about the babies.

~ An hour later ~

"I am sorry my daughter but you are not normal. Great mother forgive me" Neytiri said as she raised a knife up above her new born daughter. But as neytiri brought the knife down Mo'at walked in gasped as she quickly snatched the new born away from neytiri while hissing at her, as Mo'at yanked the baby away the tip of the knife had cut the baby, leaving a bloody cut from the baby's left shoulder to her right side.

"What are you doing?!" Mo'at yelled as she quickly tried to stop the bleeding as the new born cried.

Neytiri huffed "Look at that demon! It's wrong! It is bad blood!" Neytiri hissed back at her mother.

Jake soon walked into his hut only to see the two women hissing at each other. "What's going on here?!" Jake asked quickly getting between the two

"My daughter tried to kill my granddaughter!" Mo'at hissed while shielding the new born away from her daughter.

Neytiri looked at her mother than her mate "that is demon blood! You've become one of the people and gave up your old body! Why did it come out not normal?! We must get rid of it for the good of the people and our family!" Neytiri said grabbing Jakes arm Jake looked down at the new born in Mo'ats arms.

"I agree with neytiri, we need to do what's best for the family and our clan" Jake started as he reached for the new born but Mo'at slapped his hand away and hissed. "ENOUGH!! I am still tsahík and my word out ways yours!" Mo'at hissed standing tall neytiri and Jake ears dropped "I will take this child somewhere safe." Mo'at said walking past her daughter, grandson and son in law. Before walking out the curtains Mo'at looked over her shoulder at Neytiri "you disappoint me daughter" Mo'at said lowly, neytiri gasped before falling to her knees as her mother walked out. Jake quickly hugged neytiri and neteyam.

"Maybe one day your mother will understand our point of few" Jake said neytiri cried but nodded.

~later~

After a few hours Mo'at finally came to her destination, the village of the Dushnikh clan a terrifying, strong, tall, green orcish, but caring clan of Navis located in the swampy area of Pandora.

Mo'at was welcomed with open arms before they sent her to the tsahík tent, where she sat in front of another tsahík, the tsahíks daughter, and grandson.

"Mo'at my old friend, it's nice to see you but what's brought you to our home?" The elder in front Mo'at asked

"Leyra my old friend, my daughter had just given birth a few hours ago and she tried to send her to eywa because she looks different." Mo'at said as she opened the baby carrier on her chest.

The elder na'vi and her daughter gasped "These young ones always think they know what's best. Did you talk to her about her fate if she does this?" Leyra said as she looked at the small tan na'vi child staring back at her with an incorrect toothless smile.

Mo'at nodded as she looked down at the few hours old infant "yes but my daughter and her husband didn't listen.. they said they know what's best for their family."

Leyra and Mo'at stopped talking when the toddler had walked up beside Mo'at staring down at the new born who giggled up at him.

"Tsmuke (sister)" At'ok said as he giggled when the baby grabbed his finger

Zo'ile huffed "neytiri mated with a dream walker, but as soon as the baby looks like one she wants to *growl*" Zo'ile froze before taking a breather

"Mo'at, mother. Let me raise the baby." Zo'ile said sitting straight up and reaching out for the baby.

Mo'at and Leyra froze before smiling "Leyra you're daughter is a true daughter of ewya" Mo'at said Leyra smiled and nodded

"That she is Mo'at" Leyra smiled at her daughter.

Mo'at gently gave the baby to Zo'ile. The baby looked so small in her hands.

Zo'ile started down at the baby with nothing but love and care for the child and At'ok was excited about the baby as well.

"Her mother refused to name her, so I named her y/n" Mo'at said

Zo'ile and Leyra repeated the name and At'ok tried but miss pronounced it making y/n giggle even more.

"Mo'at I promise she will be protected and loved by the people, and you will be recognized as her grandmother as well" Zo'ile said as At'ok climbed into his mother's arms holding y/n as he curled around her into his mother's chest slowly falling asleep.

(Not my art! Belongs to ARTSOFMETAMOOR. Go find them on Tumblr love their work)

Mo'at smiled sadly "thank you Leyra, Zo'il." Mo'at said standing up

Leyra followed "of course my friend. You are welcome anytime."

Mo'at and Leyra hugged before Mo'at left.

Zo'ile told her mother good night before walking to her hut.

Once she got inside her hut she bumped into her maates chest

"Ma Zo'ile are you and At'ok alright what took so long?" Nawmrui asked before his eyes widden at the sight of the smaller tan na'vi in his mate and childs arms.

"Ma Nawmrui, Mo'at had came by for a visit and she brought her granddaughter. Neytiri and her mate didn't want the baby, when I laid eyes on her I felt the great mother telling me to take her in as my own." Zo'ile said holding the baby's close

Nawmrui slowly got down on his knees to see the baby clearly, y/n had opened her sleepy eyes before giggle and reaching ot for nawmrui gently placing her hand on his nose.

Nawmrui smiled "Oh great mother has blessed us with not one amazing child but now two. I am blessed" Nawmrui said as he got up and gently hugged his wife and his two children.

The next morning y/n had been introduced to the clan and they watched as y/ns kuru was connected to their spirit tree. The tree grew brighter than anyone has ever seen before and the clan was overjoyed to see the newest member of the Dushnikh clan

Nawmrui and zo'ile stared at their two children with nothing but love and care.

If the Sully's didn't want y/n the Dushnikh clan definitely did.

(My drawing)

[j-k-writes]

The Lion of the Trident

Summary - After Rhaegar's defeat on The Trident, Robert and Ned must deal with the Prince's surviving forces, including Y/N Lannister.

Warnings - age gaps (Y/N is about 16/17 while Ned and Robert are 19/20), canon character death, general GOT warnings, ableist language (toward Tyrion), mentions of violence, sexual content

Y/N was awoken to the feel of frigid water pouring down on him. 

He shot up, gasping and shivering. He pushed himself further into the makeshift outdoor prison cell, covering himself further in mud. He shook his hair out as the chilled water settled deep into his bones, glaring up at the men responsible. 

“I know I stink, but that’s not quite the bath I had in mind.” Y/N’s words didn’t quite land the way he’d hoped with the shivers racking him visible to the men standing over him. 

“King Robert wishes to speak with you.” 

Y/N laughed, “King? I wasn’t aware Aerys had died?” 

The two men didn’t grant the Lannister heir with a response, grabbing his arms and dragging him to his feet. He attempted to jerk his arms free from the men’s grasp, but the days spent chained to a pole with little food and water had weakened him enough that the two men had no trouble dragging him to Robert’s tent. 

Realizing he had no choice but to let this farce take place, Y/N steeled himself holding his head high as they walked through the camp. He smiled at the jeers thrown his way, finding himself laughing at quite a few. The days of abuse, physical and verbal, he’d suffered at the hands of the usurpers were nothing compared to the years living in his father’s tight grasp. Perhaps if they set Lord Tywin in front of the young knight he’d have been more forthcoming with his information. 

Robert Baratheon looked exactly how Y/N remembered him, towering over every lord in his tent. Y/N’s eyes trailed down the Baratheon’s body, gaze settling on a fresh bandage applied around his torso. 

“Sit him down.” Ned Stark spoke, drawing Y/N’s attention away from the Stormlander. Y/N grunted as he was forced into a chair, wincing as the rough wood of the seat made contact with the bruises no doubt littering his body. The two men were dismissed, and Robert and Ned turned their full attention to Y/N. 

“While I admire the efforts, you will be getting no valuable information from me.” Y/N spoke, taking in the different reactions from the two men. Ned winced at the reminder of the Lannister’s treatment in the camp, while Robert simply frowned, scowl deepening. 

“Has Tywin Lannister declared for the Targaryens?” Robert asked, and Y/N laughed, wincing half a second later at the pain it caused him. Tywin Lannister was still holed up at Casterly Rock with Cersei and Tyrion, leaving Jamie and Y/N to fight their own battles. 

“Did you see the Lannister forces at The Trident, Robert?” 

“I saw you.” 

Y/N smiled, “And you caught me.” 

“Are you saying you were with Rhaegar’s forces against your Lord father’s wishes?” Ned asked. 

“Which answer would make you less inclined to kick me in the ribs?” Y/N asked, if the two men brought him here for information they might as well get on with it. Y/N wishes to return to bed, finding small comforts in his sleep, as fitful as it was. 

Once again, Y/N’s words made the Stark flinch. “I apologize for your treatment, it was not our intention-” 

“Save it, Ned.” Y/N spat. “I am not a boy, I know how war works. I chose the losing side, and now my fate lies in your hands. If you’re going to have me killed as a traitor I’d rather you just get on with it, perhaps the afterlife will have less mud.” 

Robert barked out a laugh, “Alright.” 

“Robert-” 

“You heard the man, Ned.” Robert said. “He is of no use to us.” 

“If he speaks true,” Robert made to interrupt, but Ned continued on ignoring his friend. “If he speaks true, Lord Tywin has not yet declared for a side. If we have his son, his heir, he may be more sympathetic to our cause.” 

Y/N scoffed, “My father has two other sons.” 

“The kingsguard and the imp?” Robert raised an eyebrow and Y/N frowned. Tyrion was a child of the House Lannister, and even that it seemed would not save him from the realms scorns. Robert was right in his statement, however, Jamie was a sworn knight of the kingsguard, and his father could not even look at his youngest son let alone declare him heir. 

“I am not just some whore who’s body you can sell.” Y/N spat. 

“The whispers I hear would say differently.” 

“What the fuck are you implying.” Y/N sneered at the same time Ned let out a choked ‘Robert’. 

Robert held his hands up in mock surrender, dropping the topic. Ned sighed, turning to Y/N, “I know we are not friends Ser Y/N, but you are a fine knight, and with you and your house’s support behind us in this war we can win.” 

“You’re already winning.” Y/N deflated, it was true. Rhaegar was dead, and from Jamie’s reports Aerys was madder than ever. The war was practically over, and Y/N Lannister had chosen the wrong side. “You do not need the support of my father or me.” 

“Would you rather die?” Robert asked, his eyes scanning the knight in a way that made him squirm in his seat. 

“If I must.” 

“You do not have to, Y/N.” Ned sighed, “Work with us to secure your father’s support and we will let you live.” 

Y/N bit his lip, sinking in on himself. He knew he had no real choice, they would not kill him no matter what he said, they wanted his father’s army too badly. He could either let himself be a prisoner or he could be an equal with the two men. 

“Fine, tell me what to do.”

Jamie had killed Aerys, Tywin had sacked the city, and now the throne was Roberts. Y/N however, instead of celebrating the victory with his father and brother, was in the chambers of Ned Stark, drunk, half naked, and pressed into the mattress. 

“Don’t you have a wife?” Y/N gasped as Ned roughly tugged at the laces of his trousers. 

“Do you ever shut up?” Ned asked, although his smile as he finally managed to undo the laces undercut any bite put into his words. 

Y/N laughed as Ned tugged his trouser down his legs, tossing them to the side. Ned looked up at the man, smiling, and Y/N took the opportunity to wrap his legs around Ned’s waist and flip them over. Ned gasped as his back hit the bed, and Y/N smiled down at him. He leaned down close to his ear, whispering, “No.” 

Ned grabbed the back of his head, roughly smashing their lips together. Y/N immediately relaxed into the Lord’s hold, allowing Ned to trace his mouth down his jaw. Y/N gasped as Ned pressed a soft kiss to his collarbone, before biting down roughly. Y/N ground his hips down roughly into Ned’s and the Stark’s grip in Y/N’s hair tightened as a low groan escaped his throat. 

“Have you ever shared a bed with a man before, Ned?” Ned paused, giving Y/N all the answers he needed. Y/N hummed, pushing Ned down into the bed. Ned stared up at him, chest rising and falling rapidly, and skin flushed a red that was sure to be unusual for a Northerner. “Let me teach you then, Lord Stark.” 

Before Y/N could move however the door to the chambers burst open and the men jumped apart. Ned, still half dressed, threw a blanket to Y/N who quickly grabbed it to cover himself. The men both looked to the door, where Robert, now King Robert, was standing, a jug of wine in hand. Robert did not seem shocked at the sight, an amused smile plastered on his face. 

“What do we have here?” Robert said, still smiling. He closed the door behind him with his foot, placing the jug of wine on the table near the door. He took a seat, “Well, don’t stop for me.” 

“Robert-” Robert held a hand up, and Ned closed his mouth. 

“Are you just going to watch us, Robert?” Y/N said, trying to keep his usual confidence, although he could feel his face burning. Ned made a noise at Y/N’s question, but Robert smiled. Y/N looked to Ned, who’s flush had deepened significantly, before turning back to Robert. “Because the Keep���s beds seem big enough to fit three.” 

Robert’s smile widened, and Ned made a noise that sounded like he was dying. On many drunken nights throughout their journey to Kingslanding Ned had confided in Y/N about he and Robert’s youth-fueled escapades, although they had never gone past sloppy kisses Ned had always wondered what it would have been like to cross the line. 

“What did you say to him to get him into your bed?” Robert said to Y/N. 

“He has gotten me into his bed.” Y/N said. “Although it took him more cups of wine than you to do so, my king.” 

Ned looked between the two men, opening his mouth, probably to ask about Y/N’s words, but Y/N stood dropping the blanket and all words died on Ned’s lips. Robert smirked, standing and stripping his extensive layers. Ned stood silently, looking between Y/N and Robert, and Y/N just placed his hand on Ned’s bare chest. 

“Get onto the bed,” He whispered to Ned, chuckling when the man stripped himself of his remaining clothing and laid down into the bed. Robert came to stand behind Y/N, pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw. “Would you like to teach him or should I?” 

“You.” Robert released the man, walking toward the head of the bed. He crawled onto the bed, coming up behind Ned. He grabbed Ned’s jaw, forcing him to look at Y/N as he approached the bed. 

“Watch and learn, Ned.”

[lunaforyou]

HI

Maybe you seen me in @transingthoseformers asks and wondered "Wow, what the fuck is wrong with this guy?"

Many years of catholic trauma

ANYWAYS, YES, I'M MAKING AN AU

So like, to understand this AU you need to understand three things

1) My genuine belief that tf1 Optimus will be tied or connected somehow in the creation of new sparklings

2) The fact that merging with the Matrix is considered "Interfacing" (IDW Optimus put it this way, not me)

3) My interpretation that the Matrix and the bearer are constantly spark merging.

I lied it's 4) My obsession with the Virgin Mary, she should have been at the cluuuub

So, the AU starts by Optimus somehow in the surface, his entire frame has been aching for a while but he is still needed to fight the Decepticons and the Quintessons.

Maybe a fight goes wrong, but it sends him panicking because his HUD just fucking told him "Emergence protocols initiated" and it's a little earlier because of the fight but that's not an impediment, the little one wants out and he wants out now

So you might want to guess, where does our dear Prime go to give birth?

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That's right! The cave of the Primes! You get nothing for guessing correctly <3

Plot twist; Optimus didn't have a forge, another thing Sentinel took from the miners. The Matrix gave it back when restoring his frame, after all, it needed it for restoring the rest of the Primes. So yeah he freaks out a lot a lot

And yes! He is going through this TWELVE more times

The first one is Prima naturally, the little one gives Megatron a run for his money in "things that nearly killed Optimus multiple times" and almost gets stuck in the birth canal once or twice (Optimus doesn't want to think what would have happened to them both if his coding hadn't kicked in at the right moment) and Optimus can't see the little one without getting his carrier coding out of hand and deciding right then and there that he needed to find a sire for their sake. Also Optimus absolutely loves the little bastard like he hung the moons and the stars

And all the time, he felt the presence of other mechs in the cave with him. Someone definitely helped him stay upright, and he could squeeze his hand around a much much larger one when the contractions hit.

Right so he goes back to base, and everyone pretty much noticed how white and gold the sparkling is. Everyone assumes that somehow D-16 is the sire, keeping on brand with the platinated colors, and, well, Optimus doesn't correct them. Besides, it was just one sparkling, what harm could it do if a few rumors ran around here and there?

Ohhhh boy, not a week later, he discovers that maybe it won't be just one sparkling.

Also, I'm naming this au Primes Reborn, and you can't stop me

[satureja13]

The TukTuk brought the Boys to Steam Station. Where they are supposed to take the train to who-knows-where... Hopefully to get to see Ji Ho.

They are already late and Sai, Jeb and Vlad went ahead to check in. Jack, the youngest (and strongest), is in charge for their luggage - and his good 'mate', Kiyoshi, who has a not-quite-here day today. The station master told them the train is departing soon from track 1.

Better not miss it! Sai: "Come on, Vlad." Poor Vlad is still deep in despair. He wasn't able to connect to Ji Ho through the bond since Ji Ho collapsed ingame. How is this possible? He didn't even hear Sai calling him. Jeb: "Vlad. Let's go. I'm sure we are going to see him soon, hm? And Noxee said he'll be fine." It's hard to keep the spirits up. The others are worried too, and they are blaming themselves for putting their therapies over the necessity to protect themselves against the Siren's Songs and Ji Ho's evil grandfather.

Jeb bought them some sweets from the trolley and a few seconds later, they already heard the Station Master whistle.

This is the Otherworld and this isn't an ordinary train. It just moved through the portal!

But it wasn't like travelling with warp speed or teleporting. After a while, they saw the countryside go by again.

Jack: "Ouf! These were the last crates!" And to the Station Master: "From which track is the train leaving again?"

Station Master: "Oh, I fear you just missed it." Jack: "Oh no... - eh, ok. From which track is the next train leaving then?" Station Master: "There is no other train anytime soon. Not this year, at last." What? ö.ö'

Time to bring the demon/diety out in Kiyoshi. They can't loose the others and be apart from them to not summon the prophecy Future Jeb made! So Jack tried to summon Kiyoshi: "Kiyoshi - I need you. Please - come back to the here and now - to your body - back to me! I need your help!" And really - Kiyoshi blinked twice - and seemed responsive. Jack told him what happened.

Kiyoshi seemed to understand and ran outside - to the TukTuk... Jack: "Uhm, yes. The TukTuk could teleport us. But we need Vlad and Ji Ho for this. It already had been hard enough for Vlad to bring us here all on his own."

Nonetheless Kiyoshi urged Jack to climb in. His eyes started to glow - and the TukTuk rose up in the air! It took them a while to locate the train so they could follow its track.

Sai, Jeb and Vlad had been so busy and in thoughts, they hadn't even missed them! Jeb was complaining that they still don't have any signal, so they are not leaving the Otherworld as it seems.

It had started to rain again a while ago and the seeing wasn't very good, so Sai first thought he was imagining things. But soon Vlad stood up and said: "Is this what I think it is?" It was! The TukTuk!

They scrambled up and ran over to the compartment next to theirs, where they supposed Jack and Kiyoshi - it was empty...

Saiwa: "I told you yesterday - I'm the worst leader of them all." Jeb: "No you're not. It happens. We are all out of our heads, hm?"

Jeb: "It will all be well. They'll follow us and meet us there." Whereever 'there' is...

Jack: "You are unbelievable!"

The idea of a flying vehicle isn't entirely new. Last year Jeb and Sai had flewn with Francine's flying Ford Anglia to Tartosa 🚙

Outtakes

Jack fell in love with Kiyoshi! 💞

This is the beginning of a new chapter!

From the Beginning 🔱 Underwater Love 🔱 Latest

Last Chapter: 'Who killed Jack?' from the beginning ▶️ here

📚 Previous Chapters: Chapters: 1-6 ~ 7-12 ~ 13-16 ~ 17-22 ~ 23-28

[screamlet]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by no one, stolen off the dash- the numbers are outrageous because i've been writing in fandom since 2009 🫠 here's my whole ao3 profile ("back catalogue") lol.

1. How many works do you have an AO3? 144

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 1,624,724

3. What fandoms do you write for? right now: 9-1-1 and bts

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? the cleverness of me (star trek, kirk/spock) an upbeat kind of dirge (star trek, amanda/sarek, kirk/spock) visit philadelphia (hamilton, hamilton/laurens) every day is a gift that's why they call it the present (hamilton, lots of pairings) you are cordially invited (star trek, kirk/spock)

5. Do you respond to comments? not... really... for a really stupid reason! which is that my hamilton fics (especially the first two) were some of the first posted on the ao3 and the comments blew up so much i couldn't catch up and never caught up. years later, i have 3100 unread comments but i read them all the time 🥹

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? the five year mission (star trek, kirk/spock). read the tags!!! though i kind of love the comments that are like "i didn't read the tags/warning and holy shit i should have."

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? i'm a sappy romcom bitch at heart, so most of them do. off the top of my head, the most recent: what are your intentions? (9-1-1, bucktommy) and out of the woods (into your arms) (bts, namseok). i think happiest is relative to the time/agonies it took to get there and these two warm the hell out of my heart.

8. Do you get hate on fics? no thankfully.

9. Do you write smut? When The Story Calls For It

10. Do you write crossovers? not opposed to them but i haven't come across an idea where it would work.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? not that i know of and let's keep it that way!!!!!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? yes, mostly into russian and mandarin

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? yes!!!! but not in a long time, god knows how it would go these days because i might be more Exacting these days. or it would go great! driven outside and driven in (princess diaries 2, mia/nicholas) dexterity (star trek, amanda/sarek) 14. What's your all time favorite ship? honestly bucktommy is working its way up there because i love love love buck so much. SO MUCH. OUR SPECIAL BOY. but long term it's: kirk/spock (star trek, every version), nicke (nicklas backstrom)/ovi (alex ovechkin) (hockey rpf), and cory/shawn from boy meets world (I KNOW).

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? i try not to post WIP's because i really avoid reading WIP's unless i trust the author. but there's one fest fic that i'm going to finish if it kills me: table for him and you and me (bts, rapline ot3). there's also an unposted bts star trek au that i haven't touched in two years that is my white whale that i have to finish one day, goddddddd

16. What are your writing strengths? dialogue, and it comes so easily, it comes first

17. What are your writing weaknesses? everything else, lol. describing people's appearances? if you don't have a visual reference, i am fucked. 18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? i don't like when it's italicized. it feels too much like making it ~exotic, but that's my own very personal and subjective opinion i don't want to argue about. AND i did it in a recent fic, so. idk. 19. First fandom you wrote for? probably lord of the rings or harry potter in the pre-ao3 days, and all of them are lost to history/livejournal 20. Favorite fics you've written? a lot of hockey rpf ones, i don't know what was in the water but i love them still (all nicky/ovi, all archive locked) the arrival of 290287 backstrom the washington royals did you ever stop to love me

my three boy meets world/girl meets world fics (cory/shawn/topanga): it's just the rest of our lives for bts: my namseok regency au, the other 100k+ fic i've written. i love it and i don't think you need to be a bts fan/namseok shipper to read it. if you like regency stuff, agony, mutual pining, childhood sweethearts to estranged husbands to reconciliation: i think you'll love it! like the ocean needs the waves (bts, namseok, 121k) and recency bias is a thing but man i love my six precious bucktommy stories i've posted. especially what are your intentions? i have a lot of long comfort fics that i've read over the years that i love going back to over and over again, and yes i wrote it but this is one of them for me (and i hope it becomes one for other people)

passing this on to anyone who wants to think about their writing at 12:30 AM! but also @waldorph @rcmclachlan @cecilyv @dadvans @liminalmemories21 @geddyqueer

[quicktosimp]

I'll Give You the World

Kinktober Day 28 Lyle Wainfleet

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Praise, P in V Sex, Fingering, Cunnilingus

A/N: This is for you bby @loaksxhoe 😘

Dividers are by @plutism

Thank you @pandoraslxna for this event

It started off innocently enough. I was working in an abandoned file room back from the previous war, shifting through records with Corporal Wainfleet, trying to make sense of the war-torn chaos.

“What did they do here? Throw every piece of paper in the building like confetti?” I groan, grinding my teeth.

“I think they also had a party, would explain the footprints,” Waving a rumpled and dirty footprint on the stark white paper. 

Finishing with the current box I was organizing, I took it to the proper shelf to file it away, but even in an 8-foot-tall body, I still could not reach the top shelf where it was meant to go. Previously, machines would grab the box and file it properly, everything in perfect order, but those machines haven’t worked in 15 years. I struggle, trying to put the box on the top shelf before warmth covers my back. Corporal Wainfleet grabs the box, his chest resting in mine, caging me against the tall shelves.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I got you,” His 9’3 tall ass places the box without problem.

“Oh-um-yeah, th-thank you,” I stutter out.

“Anytime,” with that, he backs off back to our workstation.

The second time it happened, it was somber.

“I still don’t know why we’re still stuck here,” Corporal Wainfleet grumbled.

Two months later, we were still being punished, forced to work in this tiny office whenever we weren't in the field.

“I lost a kid, and you tried to kill one,” I muttered, organizing paper tower number 3.

“I didn’t know or was a damn kid!” He shouted.

I rolled my eyes at him, “It was Sully’s kid. He would have been 16 at most, more likely 14 or 15. You nearly killed the kid,” I place this paper in box number 32.

“He’s fine, ain’t he?” Wainfleet retorted.

“If you count taken hostage and in a medical-induced coma because I couldn’t stop the bleeding enough, then sure, he’s fine,” I grumble, placing this paper in box number 65.

He hisses as his ears pin back and tail swishes aggravatedly, the guilt eating at him, “You fucked up too. That's why we're both here,”

I raised my eyebrow at him, “I fucked up because I lost Spider while giving medical attention to the Sully boy. I fucked up fixing your fuck up.” I stood up, grabbed a box to put away, done with the conversation.

“Do you think it would have been better if he died?” His voice was somber.

Facing him, I see the sadness in his eyes. I lean back against the shelf, “I ask myself that every day because I made him a prisoner of the RDA.” tears slip out of my eyes. “I don’t regret fighting, making a home for humans, but that’s a child,” 

The corporal’s arms wrapped around me, his tail inching towards mine.

“I know he’s a kid, but he still had that gun and was aiming to kill,” He tried to console.

“No, he wasn’t. He was covering the others. That’s how they escaped.” I lean in closer to him, accepting his warmth.

He sighs sadly, “It's war, Darling. Things happen in war,” he tucks my head under his chin.

“I don’t give a shit about war, not when kids are forced to fight it,” my body shakes with sobs, not letting the sound leave my mouth.

“Shh, it’ll be alright, baby girl. Please don’t cry; your pretty face wasn’t made for tears,” his large hand cradled my head, helping me feel secure.

The third time was the most noticeable.

“Alright, when are you two gonna start fucking?” Lopez teased.

“Oh please, they’ve already been fucking for months now, all huddled up in the office alone,” Fike mocked, making kissing noises.

“Damn! (Y/N), you better be using protection,” ZDog chimed in, nudging my ribs.

“I wished I could say that you all came back wrong, but none of you were right in the head to begin with,” I snarked, rolling my eyes.

“Awe, don’t be like that. Lyle, come deal with your girl. You gotta help deal with her tension.” Fike commented, perching on a table away from me.

“Not her fault, you’re all idiots,” He remarks, not looking away from his coffee, “It’s too early for this shit.” With that, he shuffled away, stopping next to me, “You’re very pretty this morning,” he kissed the top of my head before returning to his room.

The lot of us all stood there shocked. You could hear a pin drop. The rest processed what they saw, and the room erupted in noise.

“Fuck, you taste so good for me,” Lyle moans as he breaks away from my slit, slick dripping down his face.

“Fuck Lyle, more! “ I demand, grinding myself onto his mouth. 

“Easy, sweetheart, you gotta learn some patience.” Lyle chuckles as he digs his tongue back into my slit.

“Yes! Just like that, feels so fucking good,” I moan.

Lyle’s fingers had been playing with my slit, easing me open, as his tongue licked inside. The tendrils inside me came out to play with his tongue, attempting to peek out of my slit, wrapping around his large tongue. Slowly, he pushes two of his fingers deep into me, stretching me deeper. 

“Fuck baby, you always take my fingers so well.” He hisses before slurping the slick that leaked out of me. 

“Shit, yes.” I pull his head closer to my slit.

Instead of his tongue, I felt Lyle nip at the edges of my slit. I gasp at stinging pain, causing my slit to tighten around his fingers as my core fills with heat. He used his tongue to soothe the affected area as he continued to kiss around my navel. 

Finally, he curled his fingers inside, bringing me intense pleasure. The tendrils inside me are as sensitive as my clit was on my previous body. And Lyle knew how to play them, how to curl his fingers, the perfect way to twist and wiggle them, fucking my slit perfectly.

“This what you like, pretty girl?” Lyle asks as he adds another finger, “My baby girl is always so good and ready for me. I didn’t even have to ask you to come here; I just walked in, and you were ready. My princess, so eager to be a good girl and cum around me. You ready for me to fuck you?” He whispers into my slit.

“Please! Please, Lyle! I want you,” I beg, the heat in my core becoming unbearable.

Lyle removes his fingers, causing me to whine, “I know, Princess, you gotta let me give you the best part.” He chuckles, lining himself up with my slit. 

Slowly he pushed in, my slit eagerly spreading for him. His spines played with my tendrils, grinding against each other in a sensual dance.

“Oh fuck, baby girl, so fucking tight on my cock, wrapping around me like a sleeve. So fucking perfect for me,” Lyle moans as he slips more of his length inside me. 

“You so fucking deep! The spines feel so good; they’re rubbing me. They feel so good, please, Lyle!” I ramble on, not sure what I am asking for. 

Next thing I know, Lyle’s lips are on mine, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth. I play with his tongue, tasting myself on his tongue as he explores each other's mouths. I feel our bodies wrap meld together, the spine son his cock melding with my tendrils as we lock together, grinding out hips to bring more pleasure as we have less room to move. My cervix was creeping closer to his tapered cock, my own body begging for a full lock.

“Good girl.” Lyle rolls his hips harshly, “Your gonna cum on my cock aren’t you, baby?” We can no longer separate, as he drags my body wherever he goes, locked by our sexes. 

The pull in my slit as he moves is intoxicating. It leaves a bruising feel as our intertwined bodies refuse to let go. The burning in my loins grew with each grind. 

“Such a good fucking girl from me. Can’t wait to fill you with my cum.” Lyle exclaims breathlessly. 

I mewl in response, wanting his cum inside me as his tip bumps against my cervix. Our slits meld together, leaving no space between us as his cock pierced my cervix. I scream as he slides in deeper, his own tendrils wrapping around my own, sealing our bodies together wholly. Not a space left between us as we came. Every wave of pleasure was in sync as I felt Lyle fill me with his cum.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Lyle!” I whine as pleasure rolls through me.

“Oh fuck, I’m right here, baby girl. You’re doing so good for me. I feel so fucking good filling you with my cum. You never waste a drop.” Lyle groans, rocking us. 

“Love your cum,” I moan as I come down from my high.

“I know you do, baby,” He chuckles, moving us to lay comfortably. 

I look up at him wide-eyed, “Will you give me more after?” I ask sweetly.

I see his eyes dilate as Lyle licks his lips, “Of course, baby, I’ll give you everything you want.”

[fanfictiongirlie]

HP: Forbidden - Chapter One

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Parings: George Weasley x Female OC (Slytherin)

Description:

Rosalie Riddle lives in the shadow of her father, going to Hogwarts made her feel safe and happy and when she meets George Weasley she feels a whole new emotion. Follow her story from the beginning of her Hogwarts Journey.

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Can fluff be a warning? Little bit of angst. Fred still dies, sorry.

P.s. So this is a rewrite from a fanfiction I originally wrote when I was roughly 16. It was awful, truly awful, but I adored the story so I decided to rewrite it ten years later. Enjoy.

To put my feelings in simple terms; I was terrified. But excited, a mixture of the two. 

It was finally time for me to go to Hogwarts, to escape to Hogwarts. I had waited and waited, counted down the days, and finally it was time. Time to be freed from my father's death eaters, free from the abuse and torment. It was time for me to mingle with witches and wizards my own age. 

Growing up was lonely, and awful. I had no friends, nor anyone to speak too. The death eaters I lived with mostly ignored me, and when they didn't ignore me, they were usually being horrid to me, reminding me not to be a failure, or that when my father was strong enough he'd kill me or something. Empty threats. But they scared me slightly. 

The only way I managed to get my Hogwarts supplies was so sneak out of the mansion I lived in and buy all the things I needed. However when all the stuff arrived at my house, the death eaters locked me in my room for days without food as punishment. 

That all aside, I managed to get myself and my supplies to the train station with the help of one of the house elves. I thanked them and left for the train. Walking through the corridor of the train was almost surreal, it was loud and busy. Something I had never experienced.  

I stopped by a compartment with three boys and one girl. They all looked slightly familiar, especially the blonde boy.

Smiling I opened the door, they all looked up at me, not smiling. Its like I pissed them off. 

"Sorry, could I sit here?" I asked.

The girl, scoffed at me and spat out a no. The boys said nothing but now I had a closer look at the blonde boy I knew where I recognised him from, he looked like a mini version of Mr. Malfoy, I had met him a handful of times but enough to remember his face. 

"Are you a Malfoy?" I asked him. 

He stood up, looking anger than ever and stepped closer to me. 

"And what's it to you?" He sneered.

Confidently, I held out my hand. "Rosalie Riddle, nice to meet you" I smiled, I watched them all suddenly change when I said Riddle. I may hate my father, but the name defiantly had perks.  

Malfoy sat down, and they all smiled up at me, it was kind of creepy. 

"Of course you can sit in here" The girl said, smirking I took my seat. 

The train journey mostly consisted of the three boys chatting away, and the girl trying to make conversation with me. Once we arrived at the train station, my nerves were near controlling me. I tried keeping it together, I absently played with my long black hair, a thing I usually did when I was nervous. 

I tried to shake the nerves away and followed the group towards the boats. The older students were taken to the castle via carriages pulled by Thestrals, I felt really jealous, I'd love to pet them. 

I watched Hogwarts come closer and closer, it was magnificent, maybe the most beautiful castle I had ever seen, not that I had seen many. But I was in love...

We were shuffled out of the boats and into the castle and told to wait in front of a massive set of doors. I had to be sorted into Slytherin, I didn't even want to think of the abuse if I wasn't. Which felt silly to me, they're just groups at a school. Regardless, I did hope I was in Slytherin, green was a good colour for me. 

"So what they're saying on the train is true" Malfoy started to speak, he moved away from our group. "Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts"

I suddenly felt so much rage and anger. Harry Potter; the boy who lived, the reason my father was near dead, the reason I was raised by death eaters. If he didn't exist maybe my life would be less of a hell. Probably not. 

I stayed put, I couldn't exactly start an argument here. Professor McGonagall came back to us and brought us through the Great Hall. It was magical. I forgot all about Potter when I saw the candles floating in the night sky. 

And the once the sorting hat sung a song, it was time to be sorted. Professor McGonagall started reading our names alphabetically. And when Potter's name was called our, the room was suddenly full of gasps and whispers. It made me nervous, wonder what the reaction of my name would be. 

Potter was on the chair for some time, I could read his lips, he was begging not to be put in Slytherin, like Slytherin was a illness, it annoyed me. They're just houses.. 

"Gryffindor!" The hat finally called out, Potter looked relieved, the red table roared with cheers and then Professor McGonagall called out my name. 

There wasn't gasps, or whispers. There was only silence, I couldn't tell if that was worse. Slowly I walked up, everyone's eyes on me, was enough to make me feel dizzy. I sat on the stool, and the hate was placed on my head. I couldn't react, I was so scared if people saw if I were actually scared. 

"A Riddle?" The hat spoke, even the hat sounded shocked. "You're different from the last Riddle, there's a different spark in you"

What did he mean by that, I wasn't given time to ask, as the hat screamed out 'Slytherin'

The table didn't roar with excitement the same way the Gryffindor table did, there were a few claps and that was about it. It hurt, but I can understand why. At this rate it was unlikely I'd have any friends because of my father. 

The last boy, a Weasley was put into Gryffindor, I had heard about the Weasley's, never in good light, they were blood traitors, the sort I was not suppose to interact with. 

Soon the tables were covered in food, and everyone was stuffing their faces. I had never seen this much food before, nor had I tried half of it. I ate until I felt bloated and ready to pass out into a food coma. 

When we left for our dorms, I was sharing with the girl from the train; Pansy and a girl named Daphne. She was nice. I loved our common room, it was beautiful, windows from floor to ceiling showing the outside, which was under the lake, I could see merpeople, and other creatures swimming around, it was amazing, we had a fire too, and fancy ornate looking furniture. I loved it. 

I spent my evening unpacking all my things, I had brought so many books, I basically set up my own mini library. Classes started tomorrow nice and early, and I had everything ready and I was ready. 

[random-fandom142]

Alright I have decided that ALTA is my current hyperfixation after seeing so many videos on TikTok and Twitter (will NEVER call it X). Therefore, I drafted an entire timeline for the show with aged-up characters and Zutara endgame. Without further ado here is my idea:

Zuko – 16 (original) => 18/22

Sokka – 15 (original) => 17/21

Katara – 14 (original) => 16/20

Aang – 12 (original) => 14/18

Toph – 12 (original) => 14/18,

Suki – 15 (original) => 17/21

Azula – 14 (original) => 16/20

Winter Solstice (1st half of S1) – characters two years older

Same start as the show, Aang is told of Sozins Comet by Roku, of the power it holds and the destruction it left the last time it was over the world.

Norther Water Tribe (2nd half of S1)

This might take a little longer than in the show mainly bc the group stays in the NWT longer; they stay closer to eight months allowing Katara to surpass Pakku in waterbending (misogyny is still there). Sokka also is able to flex his brain muslces a bit more in military tactics by being part of the planning of dealing with the FN and how the NWT is gonna help (he gets them to send benders to where their father might be). Princess Yue still becomes the moon spirit…she in fact helps out Katara and Aang later on in the series. Zuko and Iroh have the same storylines happening, however, they might have a small head start being fugitives within the Earth Kingdom, Zuko starts some of his journey as the trio is still in the NWT.

Timeline is a year.

Earthbender Teacher (1st half of S2) – characters three years older (takes place over six months)

Same concept as the show, might have prolonged the moves around the Earth Kingdom closer six months. Think of them spending a few weeks in each location that they can with the added benefit of Azula/Ty Lee/Mai hunting them down. During the Anti-Avatar Day doesn’t get solved in a day but over a few weeks, the villagers are mad and they wish to be assholes. Plus they chase our Sokka and Katara after they arrest Aang, this forces the siblings to have a heart-to-heart about what they are doing. Once they get Aang back, they continue on like normal and meet Toph who is still the Blind Bandit, she is 13 when they meet. The talk with her family is a bit more uptight and formal, think nobility that thinks they are royalty and not just rich merchants (add an additional month onto this). Still run into Zuko/Iroh/Azula and have the BEST scene ever. Appa being taken still happens, Katara has to stop Aang in the Avatar State…the solar eclipse they discover takes place in a year.

Journey to Ba Sing Se (2nd half of S2) – takes place over eight months

Glaring difference is that Toph discovers Iroh and Zuko in the Lower Ring with their tea shop. She is unsure about what to do until Iroh sits down with her for some tea and explains things to her. From there everything else happens at a much slower pace, the King will still not see them, the Dai Li are still an evil organization, Azula still takes over Ba Sing Se, Zuko still betrays Katara in the catacombs, Aang is still killed, and Iroh is still taken prisoner.

Timeline is a year.

Road to Invasion (1st half of S3) – take places over a year

Aang is out for five months after being shot with lightning, the group hides in with the FN population. Katara becomes the Painted Lady, however, none of the group learns of her activities and she maintains the persona well after. She runs into the Blue Spirit along their stint across the FN. Zuko was brought back as a hero and then sent on a tour of some of the colonies closest to the FN where he maintains his Blue Spirit persona. Tour isn’t super long but during that time he learns this isn’t what he wants, Mai also is understanding and leaves with Ty Lee during the Day of the Black Sun arc. He also knows the Avatar is still alive (boy isn’t that stupid but he is still angsty). Katara still learns bloodbending, she is more harden in this version and she promises Aang not to do it anymore BUT she also takes a moment to think things over at night.

Sozin’s Comet (2nd half of S3) – takes place over a year

Same start to this arc. Zuko isn’t as awkward, but he still has trouble explaining what he means (boy is GUILTY). Katara still threatens to kill him. Instead of Combustion Man, FN soldiers find them bc Ozai told them to trail Zuko when he left to kill him. He saves the Gaang and starts to become his teacher. Boiling Rock happens bc of course it does but it takes place over an entire month, only this time Azula doesn’t have Mai and Ty Lee with her, she just had soldiers to help catch them. Zuko starts to see his sister slipping a bit (we still getting the Angi Kai though, Azula will just be a little more unstable). Southern Raiders happens and Katara kills the man bc he wasn’t that weak and defenseless as the show made it. Ember Island takes place over six months. Aang leaves soon after the Ember Island Players, for the first time (give it two weeks where he starts to work through his emotional intelligence). Aang with leave again, a month before the Comet which will have everything happen as it should. Ozai defeated, Azula defeated, Ba Sing Se reclaimed.

Timeline is two years.

Total timeline is four years.

Fifth Peace Summit – takes place over three weeks

Zuko – Fire Lord, 27

Sokka – Future Cheif of Southern Water Tribe, 26

Katara – Master Waterbender, Mater Healer, Ambassador for the Southern Water Tribe, 25

Suki – Head of Fire Lord Zuko’s Security Detail, Kyoshi Warrior Captain, 26

Toph – Beifong heiress, Master Earthbender, Master Metalbender, Creator of Beifong Metalbending Academy, 23

Aang – Avatar, Peacekeeper, Ambassador for the Air Nomads, 23

Azula – Fire Nation Princess, 25

Ursa – Fire Lady, age unknown

Iroh – Retired General, Fire Nation Councilman, Tea Shop Owner, age unknown

Zuko and Katara had a moment at Ember Island but once the war ended, they decided to work on their nations, to help bring about peace. They have not seen each other besides at the summits for the last four years, during the first year Katara stayed at the palace for six months healing Zuko’s new scar but left soon after to go back to the SWT to bridge the gap between the NWT. They have spoken via letters, spoke about their frustrations, dreams, and desires that they have for the new world. Their unspoken desire for each other has not faltered over the years and in fact was flamed via their written correspondence. While no one knew about their moment on Ember Island, their friends and family were not blind to what was going on between them.

[shibuvalekanon]

MLB × FIRST KILL AU

It was exactly 1:20 am when I start writing this, so most of it might just be sleep deprivation, but I want to share it

So I decided to rewatch First Kill (you know, the lesbian vampire/vampire hunter series that Netflix canceled) for no reason at all, and since my addiction to Miraculosa had also returned, I began to wonder... SO!

Spoiler warning

Possible triggers(?): Mention of blood, mention of murder

Our protagonists

Marinette Dupain-Cheng: Our sweet, gentle vampire who has never killed anyone or drunk blood directly from a person. She's just turned 16 and her family was pressuring her to finally kill someone. But how could someone who has lived among humans all her life kill one just to feed? Not her. Not until she had to defend the girl she liked.

Kagami Tsurugi: The youngest daughter of a famous hunting family. After failing in her first hunt, she gets a new chance after discovering a clan of vampires in the city; if she killed one of them, she would win her mother and clan's approval. But that vampire was so sweet, so innocent, so... Oh, no, she'd developed feelings for her!

The Dupain-Cheng's, the most respected family among vampires

Sabine: The matriarch, future protector of the Serpent and, unfortunately, her mother's dismay.

Tom: The man Sabine turned into a vampire so they could be together for eternity

Socqueline: The protective big sister, she seems harmless until she has to be fed

Bridgette: Socqueline's "evil" twin, a misunderstood soul who disappeared years ago

The Tsurugi's, an ancient lineage of hunters

Tomoe: The strict mother. She had a difficult past after being blinded by a monster, but she rebuilt herself and now has a family to protect

Wu Shifu (I'll think of a name for him later): The honorable man who was promised in marriage to Tomoe after the "incident"

Longg: Wu's son from his first marriage, a calm boy. The Tsurugi clan has turned its back on him, but he doesn't care

Fei: The adopted daughter, it took a while for the Tsurugi clan to accept her, but now she's the heir and a cool older sister

Other characters

Felix Graham de Vanille: A witch involved with Bridgette, he plans something for his partner's hometown

Adrien Agreste: Marinette's best friend. He has a complicated relationship with an older student, which none of his friends approve of

The two are related, but do not know each other

Alya: Also Marinette's best friend, I don't know what to do with her, but she's here

Lila Rossi: She dies and comes back as a zombie and dies again

Chloe: Kagami's ex. She is a little more tolerable, although she still uses her parents' high status as hunters

Andre e Audrey: They show up to die

Nino: One of Marinette's few vampire friends. He should only appear once

The plot

Kagami and her family have just moved to this town in the French countryside. In the past, the town was overrun by monsters, but none have been seen for years thanks to the hunters. Now they're back, and the Tsurugis have to find out why.

There's this strange girl who stares at Kagami at school and gets into accidents when Kagami is around. This behavior makes Kagami suspicious of her, so she starts staring back.

Marinette finally finds the courage to approach her and invites her to a party at Lila's house. Her perfume has a distinctive smell that makes Kagami discover that Marinette is a vampire.

At the party, they sit alone for a while, talking, until they notice their faces coming closer. For some reason, Kagami's scent is strangely attractive and, without thinking, Marinette bites her neck, which causes Kagami to react and pull out a silver knife and strike Marinette's heart. Kagami runs away thinking she had killed her.

She didn't.

I could explain more and go into a whole alternative world, but I really need to sleep now. This will probably have a part 2 next time I can't sleep on time.

[jvstheworld]

The Buffy Re-watch: S2E5 (part 2)

Reptile Boy

One reason I get annoyed with Angel is the way he talks to Buffy, he treats her like a child who doesn't understand her own mind. She might be 16 but that doesn't give him an excuse to talk down to her. He should talk to her like the young woman she is becoming.

Buffy lying to Giles, can't be good.

A sign of friendship, sharing snacks and drinks.

PSA time: Don't give in to peer pressure to do things you do not feel comfortable doing. If people or friends cannot accept your decisions then reconsider being around them. I speak from personal experience here, especially where alcohol is concerned. Drink culture in the UK is absolutely horrible if you are someone who doesn't drink. I've been called boring for not drinking, been told by friends that the reason they don't invite me out is because I don't drink and people think I will be judging them because they do. In all honest, I don't give a shit. It's your life and money, all I ask is that you don't force it on me. Simple. One story I can give to is that when I was 19 I worked as a waitress in a restaurant, and one night after closing all the staff that were there that night, sat around to have a few drinks and chat. One of the chefs saw I wasn't drinking and asked if I wanted one, I said no. A few minutes later, he asked again, I still said no. Then he asked again, and again, and again, and again. This went on for 20 minutes possibly 30, and every time he asked I said no. He only stopped asking because our boss, one of the managers, told him to stop and leave me alone. To which he did. But only because someone else told him to. The important thing is that I stood my ground, and if you are in a similar situation you should too. I know sometimes the situation can be scary, but your comfort and safety is more important than anything else.

Xander is not exactly a covert secret agent.

Older guy thinking younger girl is mature for her age. Do not be persuaded by this as a reason for someone liking you.

Oh no, Xander got made. He wasn't exactly inconspicuous.

Broken glass and boarded up windows, not good.

BTW, I like Buffy's dress.

Buffy and alcohol rarely go well together. This episode, 'Beer Bad, and 'Life Serial' really help to illustrate that.

So, the girl from the opening 'Callie' has been missing a week. How have they been keeping her alive?

I feel bad for Xander, the humiliation the frat boy are subjecting him to would be mortifying.

Buffy's drink was spiked! The drink she was given at the beginning of the party was probably spiked too. This is unfortunately an all too common story nowadays. There is also an increase of people being injected while on nights out. If this has happened to you, I am so very sorry that you have had to experience that. You have my deepest sympathies.

And then too make matters worse Richard, one of the frat boys tries to assault Buffy. His buddy Tom might stop him, but it's only so she can be fed to a demon. You sure we can't kill these guys?

Ritual sacrifices, 3 girls every year to get rich. Misogynistic assholes.

Willow going off on Giles and Angel. Let them have is girl! Stand up for your bestie.

Cultists can go get fucked.

Machida, weird reptile, snake demon. I feel for the person who had wear that costume.

'Hey, reptile boy' Buffy said the thing.

'No woman speaks to him.' Again, get fucked, ass clown.

Frat houses are technically public places since no one singular person or family lives there, which means Angel can go straight in.

You get your revenge, Xander.

And kill that demon Buffy. All is well again.

I think the reason why Giles pushes Buffy as much as he does is because he is scared of losing her again. So, he wants her to be extra prepared so that she never has to go through it again. I'm glad he backs off a bit, he sees where he is going wrong and changes to support her in the way she needs. I also like that he is not harsh on her for lying either.

Using Jonathan as your gopher Cordy. Now I feel sorry for him.

Hey, there's something we don't see often, real world consequences to human murderers on this show.

Xander is at least polite to Angel when greeting him after insulting him. That's a step in the right direction. A very tiny step.

Angel asks Buffy out on a date, finally. But you have to tune in for next time to see how it goes. Good to know that Willow actually got through to him.

This ended up being a lot longer than I expected. I like my tangents.

[simplynotcapable]

how do you think Visenya and Baelon would've done if they got incarnated later into the Targaryen dynasty? Kids of Aegon V, or siblings of Aerys II or siblings of Rhaegar or something?

Hi anon!

I think if Baelon and Visenya were born at almost any other time (assuming Baelon was not a firstborn son), they would be largely footnotes on the grander scheme of history. Baelon doesn’t really want the throne or power, he just takes on the responsibility because he feels like it would disrespect his mother’s sacrifice to do otherwise. In a part of history where his father didn’t kill his mother for him, he’s going to care even less.

So as kids of Aegon V:

We’re assuming Baelon is born after Duncan and Jaehaerys, but even if he wasn’t our boy is probably not going to be king. Way more likely he punts it off to his younger brother.

Aegon V was very against incestuous marriages, so Baelon and Visenya would be betrothed to other people. I say that probably lasts right up until they’re 15-16 years old at most because they’re going to run off and get married. I think the difference here between them running off and Jaehaerys and Shaera doing the same thing is that Baelon and Visenya probably aren’t going to go back. Because like…what’s waiting for them there? An angry father, royal duties, responsibilities neither of them have ever really wanted or asked for? They’re going to steal a bunch of shit right before they leave the Keep, get married, and then fuck off to somewhere like Essos. They’ll live their silly little lives being in love and careless and dumb.

It’s likely they’d still be alive during Robert’s Rebellion and even for the events of the series, but I don’t think they’d involve themselves very much. Definitely not in the wars themselves because they wrote themselves out of it on purpose and also they’re old now. They don’t know any of the Targaryens still alive or particularly care about them. They don’t have the same sense of familial loyalty that they do when they’re born during the Dance, and what they did have for their siblings did not transfer over to their brother’s kids and grandkids.

Robert has people watching them undoubtedly, but I don’t think he’d try to have them killed. They’re both old and fled the throne once, there’s no indication they’d want to fight for it now.

They would support Dany’s claim, though, in a very distant “yeah hope she gets it back” kind of way, and they would be very excited at the thought of her bringing back the dragons.

Since we don’t know how the books end yet, I can’t really say for sure beyond that point, except Baelon and Visenya are perfectly happy where they are and aren’t getting involved with anything even if asked.

Siblings of Aerys II:

(We are again assuming Aerys’s younger siblings.)

Baelon and Visenya are going to be married, though we’ll leave it up in the air why Jaehaerys felt strongly enough to argue with his father about it. Maybe the wood witch’s prophecy involved them, too.

Robert’s Rebellion never happens because Baelon’s gonna kill Aerys himself.

One thing that mostly always stays the same about Baelon is that he is very protective of his sisters. Especially Visenya but all of his sisters. Baelon does not let people put their hands on his sisters, full stop, regardless of every other factor of his relationship with them. He doesn’t have a particularly close relationship with Rhaella. They aren’t even friends, really, it’s nothing like our Baelon’s relationship with Rhaenyra. But the second he finds out Aerys is abusing her, he’s a dead man.

Which is a difficult decision, no doubt, because Baelon does care about his brother in his own way, but he has been watching him spiral further and further into madness every year. And now his unhappy marriage has turned into an abusive one, and Visenya tells him that Rhaella cries in the night??

Baelon very cheerfully decides to become a kinslayer, and Visenya is basically like “okay babe be safe love you”

I’m not sure how exactly he’d manage it, being as Aerys was so damned paranoid about everything and everyone, but he’d find a way. Single-handedly saving the Targaryen dynasty by murdering his brother before he can kill Ned Stark’s dad and brother, before Rhaegar takes Lyanna. Rhaegar probably isn’t even married to Elia yet.

Downside, Dany and Viserys won’t exist because their dad is dead well before they’re supposed to be born.

Now, the real question after this is Rhaegar.

Rhaegar was reportedly very uneasy about his father but hoping to just wait him out, since Tywin was handling matters of ruling pretty well, and he didn’t want to have to move against his father. But I don’t think that would be enough to make him be like “yeah okay unc, fair enough, you’re good”, especially since Aerys wouldn’t have yet reached the height of his madness. At the very, very, very least he’d get sent to the wall, but it’s way more likely he’d be executed.

Visenya can’t go to the wall, and they can’t be together if Baelon is dead, so they must likely bolt immediately after he kills Aerys and do not come back. Unlike when they do this as Aegon V’s children, they are never going to be able to just sit still and live. They are going to spend the rest of their lives running, and whether they get caught or not entirely depends on how viciously Rhaegar decides to chase them.

Or at least a good bit of their lives, until the Long Night comes and Rhaegar has bigger problems to worry about because Baelon might have accidentally made it so the prince(ss) who was promised was never born.

(I am a firm believer that it is Dany, but I know that is only a theory so decide on that how you will.)

Rhaegar’s siblings:

This is the one case where I think that Baelon and Visenya would fight for the throne, less because they want it or care but because of the murder of their family.

I think it would be interesting if they and Dany were triplets because of the whole three-headed dragon thing, but it’s more likely they were born between Viserys and Dany.

(If they were closer in age to Rhaegar, Baelon would be on the battlefield with him and Visenya back with Elia at the Keep, so they would both be dead.)

The thing is that Baelon and Viserys are constantly at each other’s throats, because Viserys is a nasty little shit who thinks he’s special. Baelon is younger than him, and, like Aemond, he’s small until he hits puberty and has several gigantic growth spurts. Viserys is older and bigger, so for a long while of their childhood Baelon can’t really do anything when one of them “wakes the dragon” and their brother has a fit.

Once he does suddenly shoot up to significantly bigger than Viserys, the dragon wakes a lot less.

Shocker.

Viserys also initially wants to sell Visenya to the Dothraki, and when Baelon immediately has a knife pointed at him, he tells him if it isn’t Visenya then it will have to be Dany. And Baelon looks at Dany and Visenya, kind of huddled up against each other, and Dany’s thirteen. She’s a baby. His baby sister, and he loves her so much, he does.

He loves Visenya more.

He never really forgives himself for it.

He spends most of his time very drunk for a while after Dany is married, or lurking near Visenya because he’s very suspicious of the khalasar. Fights with Viserys a lot more.

Has to shove his head into a bucket of water and scream when he finds out his little sister, tiny and small and so fucking young, is pregnant. Visenya holds him, but sometimes he catches her looking at Dany with this guilt on her face.

And they both know they would be dead already, if they’d let Visenya be the one, because they couldn’t stay apart and Drogo would have caught them together, but it doesn’t make it easier.

When Viserys is killed, Dany turns to look at him. With her big eyes and her soft face, and she’s looking at him like she expects him to do something, and Baelon isn’t even thinking when he kneels.

Visenya only looks at him for a moment before she kneels too.

(“You are the elders,” Dany said, uncertainly, later that night.

“And you,” said Baelon, “are khaleesi.”)

They are, admittedly, not that upset when Drogo dies. Delighted, a little, in fact, though they hurt to see Dany hurt. She does not see the atrocities that they see when they think of her marriage, because she is young and thinks she knows love.

Baelon has never heard his sisters scream the way that they do when the baby dies.

He has never screamed the way he screams when Dany walks into the pyre.

(He has never wept the way he weeps when she walks back out.)

There are three Targaryens for three dragons, and, wherever Dany goes, it’s with Baelon on her right and Visenya on her left. It’s love, for the most part, and it’s guilt for what they allowed to happen to her, but it is loyalty as only dragons can show it.

Three dragons conquered Westeros once, and three dragons do the same all over again.

I hope this kind of answers what you were asking for?? It was fun to think about :)

[sakurachan7734]

Let’s go on a killing spree!!!

This store is based on two role-plays me, and @maridemira did

Jackson pov

I was going to go on a killing spree like I do every Saturday night but I wanted to take Max with me so I didn’t feel alone so I walked out of the house and went to the shed where dad kept his shotgun and I took it and then went to go wake up Max

Jackson: hay max do you want to go on a killing spree with me?

Max: sure but don’t you normally like going alone?

Jackson: yes, I do but I guess I want some company

Max and Jackson leave the house and walk to  the nearest city they can find and start walking around to find people to kill

Jackson: let’s hope mom doesn’t wake up 

Max: why?

Jackson: because she will freak out when she sees we’re not in our rooms you know how protective she is

Max: well yes but mom doesn’t want us getting hurt or arrested 

Jackson: yes I get why she wants us to be safe

Max:* points at a group of people* should I rip them apart or should you shoot them?

Jackson: you can rip them apart

Max runs to the group of people and kills them all 

Jackson: alright let’s keep moving

Max and Jackson walk for another half an hour and Jackson hears police sirens,

Jackson: max we got to hide 

Max: why?

Jackson:*pushes Max into his pocket dimension* just stay in there 

Police officer 1:*  points his gun at Jackson* freeze put your hands in the air!!

Jackson kills all the police officers and goes into his pocket dimension

Max: what was that for?!

Jackson: because I had to deal with them myself max

Max: why?

Jackson: because they probably would’ve just shot you if you tried to kill them and dad hasn’t taught you use his gun yet

Max: yes, I know I’m still jealous because of it

Jackson: well, maybe when you don’t have noodle arms anymore, I can help you* laughs,*

Max: hay!

Max and Jackson leave the pocket dimension

Meanwhile, with Larry and lanky

Lanky:* walking into Jackson’s room* that’s weird why is Jackson not here? Hay Larry have you seen Jackson anywhere? He’s not in his room neither is Max

Larry: no I haven’t and the shed door is open and my gun is missing 

All of a sudden, the news comes on

News reporter, : breaking news, to boys have been spotted around the streets of California a picture of the suspects the one attack in the cameraman appears to be a pale skinny 12 year old boy the male behind the boy appears to be a 16-year-old male wearing dark gray pants and a vest carrying what looks to be a shotgun from WW1 if you see these boys contact the police immediately

Larry: we gotta go look for them

Meanwhile, with Max and Jackson

Max: I knew we get caught by the police now we’re probably gonna be in the news!!! 

Jackson: yes, I know, and you didn’t have to attack the cameraman!

Max: you know, I hate it when people take pictures of my face 

Jackson: well, it doesn’t matter mom and dad are probably freaking out

Max: yeah, probably

A few hours later, Max and Jackson killed a few more people, and went home (I would add more but I’m too lazy )

max: should we just go in our rooms and acted like nothing happened?

Jackson: no, let’s just see if mom and dad are here

Larry: where were you to?

Jackson:* Whispers * sh!t

Max: uhhhh we were in our rooms 

Larry: don’t lie to me, Max and Jackson if you two are in your rooms, why where you on the news do you not know how worried your mom was?

Jackson: OK fine we went on a murder spree

Larry: Jackson, I’m fine with you killing people just ask if you can take my gun don’t just take it 

Max: are we in trouble?

Larry: for killing people no for taking my gun without asking yes

Larry: i’m gonna have a talk with you boys but we’re glad you’re all right 



[microstmnt]

Micro’s TMNT (Part 1)

This whole segment would explain how the turtles got their (first severe) scars, wich you can see in their character designs

Okay, technically the story wouldn’t start here, but this segment is the one that I have given way too much thougth, and the more I think about my version of TMNT the more I realize that I didn’t do anything extremely original, it’s more of a “hey what if the turtles got severly traumatized but actually did something with it and got help?” wich... fair, that’s 80% of the fandom. So that’s how the “Battle Nexus arc” was born. AKA the only “arc” that I actually have thought out...

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So it would start with Leo freshly 17 years old (R and D 16, M 15). Things with the Foot Clan have gotten worse by the day and the Shredder knows of the existence of the turtles. Leo and Raph are constantly butting heads over how to handle the situation, and one particular night their fighting escalates to the point of turning physical, Splinter separates them and tells Raph to go cool off (SIDENOTE: I love angst and Raph is my favorite boy, so there’s a whole pre existing fear from Splinter (Yoshi actually) that Raph’s anger could result in him “turning evil” since Raph reminds Yoshi too much of Saki when they were still friends, it’ll be explored later don’t worry). Raph leaves and when he doesnt return the following night the rest of the boys start to worry, so they turn to April and Casey to see if they’ve heard of him, they come out without any answers. Suddenly one of Don’s machines starts beeping and upon investigating they find it’s Raph’s tracker that is going off

Leo: Tracker? When did you? Mikey: And without our consent? Donnie! Donnie: Look, it only activates like this when there is a massive spike in heart rate, we can argue about this later!

They managed to pinpoint Raph's location to an  "abandoned" laboratory, Leo agrees with his brothers that it's most definetly a trap but they need to get Raph back, Splinter decides to go with them and April and Casey decide to go as well claiming that Raph is also their brother, Leo is unable to persuade them otherwise. They take the battle-shell and upon arriving they realize the place is massive so they all separate. Leo and Splinter take the roof April and Casey take the first building closer to the battle-shell, and Mikey and Donnie take to the second building: This next part all happens at roughly the same time (they're all gonna go through it, don't worry)

Leo and Splinter are at the roof trying to get a good clearing of the place (wich is deserted, hmmm), there they find Karai in company of a rat that Splinter inmediatly recognizes as Twig; his old rat companion, Karai and Leo argue, with the first one basically begging them to just leave and Leo refusing because they're looking for their brother, Karai looks puzzled. Splinter doesn't know how to react and the rat accompanying Karai is not saying a word either. Shredder appears (Oh shit. No one was ready for SHREDDER to appear, they expected a trap, they expected Karai, but Shredder?), Splinter begins to panic, split between the fear for his sons lives and the anger he feels as Yoshi for this is the first time they meet since that fateful day. Shredder... feels off, in fact everyone feels off, he orders Karai to attack Leo and she complies, but without her usual bravado, Splinter tries to interject between Karai and his son, but Twig gets in between first forcing Splinter to fight him instead, quickly subduing him Karai and Leo fight, with the former being a far better swordsman (swordswoman?), she manage to cut Leo in the face, cutting his mask in half wich quickly taints red from the blood, but she stops there unable to kill him, Shredder notices Karai's doubt and shoves her to the side, deciding to put an end to the turtle himself. Twig gets in between the two and tries to appeal to Oroku Saki, letting him know that he is in fact also Tang Shen and that during the last 14 years she's seen how Saki lost himself more and more to the armor he is wearing right now, and that is still not too late to just let it all go... Unfortunately Saki who seems fully lost to the armor just stops for a second, cocks his head to the side and strikes anyway, given Karai just enough time to get in between Shredder and Twig, being stricken in her place... Twig realizes that perhaps Saki is too far gone and she's not gonna lose the last family she has, so he and Splinter attack Shredder willing to defend their children to the death, unfortunately the man is just too strong, so in a split second where Shredder is distracted by an explosion on the first building, Twig and Splinter retreat with their kids

April and Casey find themselves in the first building, that seems to work more as a werehouse than anything, seems desolated wich worries both of them cause that screams trap and sure enough Purple Dragons and Foot Ninja start coming out of the shadows, both April and Casey have some training and they hold themselves quite alright but the amount of people start to overwhelm them so Casey proposes they retreat to the Battle-shell and just start running people over, solid plan, up to the point where the Purple Dragons just start shooting at them, not quite caring who they hurt in the process (So anyway, I started blasting) They both take cover but Casey reveals that he got shot and is rapidly losing blood, in a panic April calls an ambulance giving them their location not even knowing if they'll be able to get there in time. With the Purple Dragons closing in on them April does the first thing that she can think of: make a molotov cocktail, she starts a fire wich buys them enough time to get out of the building (wich fucking explodes in their backs) and get to the battle-shell, Casey is barely conscious and April can barely contain the bleeding and as she gets to the truck a lose Foot Ninja that got out of the ensuing chaos sneaks up on them trying to finish Casey off, April notices this and hurries to stop it, during the struggle and because April is exhausted from the previous fight and carrying Casey, she gets stabbed in the stomach. The Ninja is about to slit her throat before suddenly getting struck in the back by one of Mikey's nunchuck

Mikey and Donnie enter the second building wich is where the laboratory is, the place is deserted and both turtles are completely focused and ready to fight hell and back to get their brother back. In one of the tables strapped to it is Raph, Mikey inmediatly goes to help him before Donnie can stop him, they remove the straps with little difficulty (and Donnie is extremely nervous, because why is this going so smoothly?), Raph seems a little out of it, but conscious and intact, Mikey offers Raph to lean on him and he does and the second Don lowers his guard, turns his back to his brothers and is ready to start the journey out of the building is when Raph attacks Mikey, taking out his sai and stabbing the orange boy in the arm. Mikey panics as his first instinct tells him that Raph is extremely mad at them, but that can't be, because even tho Raph has always had his anger issues he never hurt his brothers, but here is Raph attacking them and ready to kill for the looks of it. Donnie quickly interjects, keeping Michelangelo away from their Red brother who fights with the same fury he usually reserves to the Foot Clan. This tells Don that it is Raphael who they're fighting... Raphael keeps attacking the brothers who are avoiding him as best as they can and also try to pry the remaining sai from him, Michelangelo already not being the best help on account that he has a sai deep in his arm, so Donatello tries to keep Raph's attention on him. Raph stabs Don on the leg who uses the moment to finally pin his twin to the ground, Donnie notices that Raph is crying and then notices that there seems to be a slight bump and wound on his neck, that's when it dawns on him that Raphael is being controlled, he takes the sai from his wound and (apologizing profusely) stabs Raph in the wound on his neck, ripping the micro chip that was controlling him alongside a chunk of flesh, Raph inmediatly stops fighting back and Donnie hurriedly tries to stop the bleeding, crying the whole time. Flashback... to when the twins were younger and Raph kept proclaiming, quite proudly, that he was the older twin wich meant that if Leo wasn't there he was the one in charge of keeping his brothers safe, Don chuckles simply responding "Leo is always there"

Michelangelo hears an explosion and tries to keep Don from having a full blown panic attack so tells him that they need to get going, Don and Mikey grab Raph and start carrying him to where the battle-shell is located, as they get there they notice a Foot Ninja attack April, and before it gets ugly Mikey decks him out with his nunchuck, Don absolutely loses it when he sees both of them mortally wounded. Leo and Splinter show up accompanied by Twig and Karai, Leonardo takes one look at the scene unfolding in front him: Casey and April unconscious, Raphael on the verge of passing out and all of them with mortal wounds, Michelangelo and Donatello both seem to have been in quite the rough fight, Mikey with a sai stabbed through his arm and on the verge of tears, Don bleeding profusely from a stab wound in his tigh completely unresponsive even tho he seems conscious, Splinter hurries his sons into the battle-shell having to carry Raph inside, he signals to Twig and Karai to enter and before he manages to get to April and Casey the sounds of ambulance sirens cuts through the night, Leo tries to hurry in carrying his human friends into the truck but Splinter stops him telling him that the ambulance will be able to give them more proper care that they can and that they have to leave them behind, Leo shocked and horrified understands this, so they enter the battle-shell and Twig drives them out of there, praying to anything out there that Shredder doesn't follow them...

Back in the lair Splinter and Twig are tending to their children's wounds while giving them and each other a succint recap of what has been happening in the last 14 years. Don begrudgingly allows them to dress his wound but otherwise is quiet and doesn't allow anyone to touch him, keeping to himself. Mikey is stil reeling from the adrenaline and can't seem to stop crying. Raph, like Don, is keeping quiet and keeping his distance from his brothers. Leo as soon as his wound is bandaged goes out to the local hospitals to make sure that April and Casey are alive, he basically spies on them from the neighboring rooftops and then goes back to his family to announce that they seem to be in stable enough condition. Everyone seems to let out a sigh of relief an Twig announces that in their current situation they will be unable to defeat the Shredder, wich is why she is going to personally train them, and as he says this he opens up a portal that will take them to a different dimension, where they will be able to train without interruption...

[cyarskaren52]

Trayvon Martin.

The Paul young man in Kansas City.

Trauma we relive way too often.

Thinking about Sandra Bland too. The policing of Black bodies is overwhelming.

Ron desatanist this is the Florida you want and don’t you dare say otherwise!

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Woman in Fla Was Fatally Shot by Her Neighbor, But the Shooter Walked Free. Why?

This will anger you: Ajike “AJ” Owens was shot and killed by her neighbor who was allegedly yelling racial slurs at her and threatened her children.

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How does a woman get shot and killed and her shooter is still on the loose? Residents of Ocala, Florida are asking the same question in the killing of a Black woman who was gunned down by her neighbor Friday. According to NBC News, the incident was the result of an ongoing feud.

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Ajike “AJ” Owens’ children were playing in a fieldnear an apartment complex when suddenly, a white woman came from the area and began yelling racial slurs at them, according to an account from attorney Benjamin Crump. One of the children accidentally left behind their iPad which the woman seized. When the child went to retrieve it, the woman allegedly threw the device both hitting the boy and cracking the screen. The woman also allegedly threw a pair of roller skates at the children as well. 

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Naturally, the children went back home to tell their mother what happened. Owens then walked over to the neighbor’s door to speak to her about the incident but things took a fatal turn.

“She knocked on the door, and at that point, the woman allegedly shot through the door, hitting AJ, who later died from her injuries,” Crump said in the statement.

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At a news conference Monday, Marion County Sheriff Billy Woods did not confirm or reject Crump’s account, telling reporters he was not “going to stand here and tell you what they’re putting out there is inaccurate. It’s just I don’t know yet.” Here’s what the sheriff said he does know: - There had been a long-standing “neighborhood feud” between the shooter and Owens about her children. - The children may have been hit by an unspecified object. “Was something thrown at them? Yes, but not directly at them of what we’re being told now,” Woods said. “It just unfortunately may have hit them.” He added: “The children are a big part of answering a lot our questions.” - When Owens came to the shooter’s door, there was a heated exchange. Owens was shot through the door. - At least two of Owens’ four children may have witnessed the shooting, which occurred about 9 p.m.

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Because Florida is a good ol’ “stand your ground” state, law enforcement must determine whether Owens posed an imminent threat or was simply acting as a mother trying to get to the bottom of an attack on her children. While they dilly dally on that decision, they are not authorized to make an arrest, the Sheriff Woods said. 

Well... they made an arrest when Andrew Lester shot 16-year-old Ralph Yarl from behind his front door - the same manner Owens was shot - despite Lester’s self-defense claim that he was frightened by the teen. 

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“A closed, locked door. The door never opened. My daughter, my grandchildren’s mother, was shot and killed with her 9-year-old son standing next to her. She had no weapon. She posed no imminent threat to anyone,” Owens’ mother, Pamela Dias, said via NBC. https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=pfbid0221GBwwquPMbu6X7jpLb1TBsK8dyzwxzempQ4thD1EMkKSwkpXspW6GDJ87tdeRzGl&id=26423400230&mibextid=ncKXMA

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[purrincesskittens]

Star Eyes, Zuko is mistaken as Water Tribe.

Gift for @muffinlance based off this post and this one

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It was night when they found him. A quick examination showed blood on the back of his head. As they pounded on his back someone noted his eyes. “Gold eyes.” They called. “Are you fire nation?” The boy lifted his head and the light of the lantern caught his eyes reflecting back at them. “Of course I am.” The kid snarls. “Star Eyes.” Someone breathed. Shit this kid was one of theirs. “Could be the child of a war bride.” Was suggested by someone. “At least he’s not a fire bender.” There was a laugh that was quickly interrupted by the star eyed boy himself. “Yes I am.” “Well that was.... honest.” 

Star eyes were only something seen in the water tribes though. Even if this kid was a fire bender he had to be water tribe. More then likely the result of a woman stolen from her tribe during a raid and raised as Fire Nation since he looked enough of the part. But he was young, probably just recruited or practically forced into joining the military. There was a easy way to figure out how dangerous this kid was or rather how much more dangerous he was considering he was a fire bender. 

“Have you ever killed someone?” Hakoda asks crouching before the boy lifting his chin in one hand so the boy had to look him in the eye with those gold colored star eyes. “What? No ... I don’t think.... No.”  The kid seemed confused the blood on the back of his head suggested a head wound but this kid was young probably just assigned to a ship only to get knocked overboard by either by a storm or by another soldier. Those eyes probably didn’t make him popular or the fact that this kid’s eyes kept sliding away from Hakoda’s own suggested he may be a fey child. 

“What do we do with him?” Somebody asks as they watch the kid cough up water, curling and uncurling his fingers against the wood of the deck his eyes cast down. “We keep him for now. His mother is probably Water Tribe war bride if he is star eyed. Have Kustaa check him over and if he survives we figure out what to do from there." Hakoda announces to the crew. They took care of their own and until they figured out who his mother was and could turn him over to her family if she had any left the crew of the Akhult would take care of him for now. Half Water Tribe and the child of a war bride was still Water Tribe and like hell were they going to turn him over to the Fire Nation to continue using as a weapon.

Kustaa later informed him the boy had hypothermia as well as potentially severe head trauma it was hard to tell right now. The kid mistook him for his uncle. Which uncle they weren't sure. It's possible the boy's mother had a picture of her family she either managed to take with her or she drew herself or he could be thinking Kustaa was his father's brother. The escape attempts didn't help some of the crews opinions on keeping the kid but considering he was raised as Fire Nation and was in a strange place so its expected that he would try to escape although climbing the mast was something Hakoda really wished he didn't do along with scaling the side of the ship.

Kustaa had mentioned the boy called for his mother while delirious along with begging his father for forgiveness pledging his loyalty to him and pleading no to the man which didn't paint a pretty picture of the man or gain much favor of the fire nation in the crews opinions. "Tell me about your mother." Hakoda suggests sitting up on the mast beside the boy. Glowing gold eyes blinked at him. "I remember trailing robes. She favored long sleeved robes with delicate embroidery. She had long hair I remember her brushing mine when I was little. I would sit in her lap and she would brush my hair talking to me about theater or turtleducks or plants. Different things she liked. I think I would sometimes tell her about my day or what I had done recently I don't remember clearly its... faded almost. Fuzzy. I barely remember what she looked like."

Hakoda frowned the boy was water tribe he had to be with those star eyes of his but why wouldn't his mother tell him about her people, her home. Maybe she couldn't? Maybe the boys father was so controlling he made sure she never spoke of home to their son? Then the boy said something that made him rethink everything he knew about the kid. "Uncle said my hair is alot like hers. Or it was. I don't even remember why I shaved it." The kid frowned obviously struggling to remember rubbing his head with one hand. The head wound had left him confused he didn't rember his name or much of anything recent but he remembered he had been burned for cowardice supposedly or partially for that but what did the fire nation consider to be cowardly? Kustaa suspected the boy's own father burned him based off what they gleaned from fever dreams and night terrors.

“What did she look like?” Hakoda questions softly holding his breath hoping he was wrong with the hunch he had. “Elegant, beautiful, she had long straight black hair that was so soft and amber eyes with flecks of true gold in them she wore long sleeved red robes with elegant embroidery. The sleeves would bellow and she would hide me in them when I was little.” The boy continued to talk about his mother someone he remembered fondly although all the details suggested the hugs, the turtle duck kisses and every else stopped when the boy was small. Something happened to his mother and Hakoda was beginning to suspect it may have something to do with the boys true parentage. But how to suggest it to the kid without breaking the poor things mind? The whole crew already suspected he was spirit touched as the water tribe liked to call those who were different mentally the earth kingdom called them fey and not all of the earth kingdom where kind to them. 

“If I promise no one on this ship will hurt you and we won’t turn you over to the Earth Kingdom will you stop with the escape attempts?”Hakoda asks when the boy falls silent picking at the grain of the wood under his hands not meeting Hakoda’s eyes. The kid blinked up at him startled. “Okay.” Getting the kid down the mast was surprisingly easy after that and a few more rules were hashed out before the kid was sent to see Kustaa again and the crew was gathered. “The boy’s mother was fire nation. He remembers her more clearly then anything else.” This drew murmurs from the crew some wanted to toss him over board then since he wasn’t the child of a war bride. “But he’s star eyed he has to be Water Tribe.” Toklo says tilting his head in confusion. “Exactly. We know he seemed to have issues regarding his father and Kustaa suspects he may have been the one to burn the kid. I learned his mother also disappeared or may possibly have been killed when he was young.” This gained more murmurs from the crew. 

Panuk pulled in a sharp audible breath. He had figured out what Hakoda was getting at. “Does any one here know where they were about 16 to 17 years ago? If they were around the Earth Kingdom or the colonies anywhere?” Their chief had to ask if none of the men on this ship was the boys father he would have to send messages out to all the others in the fleet see if anyone remembered if maybe had met a pretty woman in the Earth Kingdom or in the colonies and spent a night with her. If the kids mother was Fire Nation and he was star eyed that meant his real father had to be Water Tribe. His mother had to have married or started a new relationship soon after and the boy looked fire nation enough to pass him off as her husband’s but the husband probably suspected what with the star eyes. There was silence followed by an uproar. “You can’t be serious?!” Aake shouted in outrage. “I’m not judging anyone but the boy is water tribe and with his mother gone we most definitely are not giving him back to the Fire Nation so we need to figure out whose he is. We take care of our own.” Hakoda soothed the crews ruffled feathers listening as the men scrambled to remember where they were and what they were doing all those years ago.

Slowly they managed to clear the majority of the crew those who couldn’t remember were left struggling valiantly to justify why they couldn’t possibly be the boys father while their youngest two crew members watched with glee obviously in the clear themselves due to their age. Once Kustaa cleared the boy Hakoda set him to work and had to add no breathing fire to the list of rules. Toklo and Panuk made friends with their newest crew member over laundry and the boy was very shouty about women’s work. And then the issue over the kid not having a name he remembered came up. Names like Siqinq, Kallik, Cupun, Tulok, Yuka and Tulugaq were tossed around. He is pretty sure they settled on Tulok simply because they already have a Tuluk and Toklo on board and that name is almost a combination of the two plus it had a star meaning behind it. The boy just wanted to fit in.

Reds were changed for Toklo’s blues and the boys hair shaved to regrow properly after Kustaa managed to break it to the kid that a real father wouldn’t abuse his son, biological or not. They picked up Bato who sympathized with them for wanting to keep the star eyed child, teach him his real culture, and find his real father but the kid was still a fire bender. A fire bender on a WOODEN SHIP!! The boy, Toluk looked like a kicked polar puppy being denied sleep in the hammock he was used to and his usual snacks when ever he wanted. They still had a lot of work cut out for them when the kid thought he would be killed over a bending accident because he didn’t fully remember he needed to mediate to control his fire. His memories were still patchy at best. So Hakoda ended up with his temporary foster star eyed child sitting in his cabin breathing with a lantern holding a dog.  

The kid liked sea prunes proving he was Water Tribe at heart. He was good at using his fire bending for non evil purposes even if he protested it. He proved he shouldn’t be left alone in port either by himself or with his friends. He gained a piercing, two rusted swords, a theater scroll and a cabbage? No one seems to know about the cabbage. He can cook as it’s proven despite how spicy his cooking is and nearly gets kidnapped by prostitutes. Sex workers were not on the list of people Hakoda thought he would have to fight for custody of Tulok with. He nearly gets himself kidnapped by a Earth Kingdom solider they are allied with who seemed sure their boy was then dead prince of the Fire Nation. Never mind that the prince was dead and their boy was star eyed. The solider was surprisingly unfazed by the heat of the kids cooking. He didn't end up kidnapped despite his best efforts.. The kid really needed to stop climbing the mast. “Prince Zuko?!” Hakoda’s kids seemed to also mistake Tulok for the dead prince. 

“That’s the Prince of the Fire Nation, dad he chased us all over and tried to capture the avatar numerous times. His sister did capture Aang.” His kids argued trying to convince him that their new foster brother was some evil prince. The kid in question for his part had more headaches then usual and just seemed more confused and angry. He remembered something. A little sister named LaLa. It takes a while but after watching their new brother and listening to the crew, “His name is Zuko, he is the prince of the Fire Nation, his father is Fire Lord Ozai does no one care about that?!” Sokka asks in outrage staring as the kid in question does laundry like its a perfectly normal thing for a prince to do. “His mother may be fire nation but his father sure isn’t.” Panuk comments dodging a wet shirt thrown by their resident fire bender.  This earned laughter and calls of “Good for her!!” And “She could do a lot better!” Followed by “At least a water tribesman would treat her right!!”. Sokka groaned in frustration and confusion. 

“Why is my nephew wearing blue, convinced Ozai isn’t his biological father and that he is water tribe?” General Iroh the Dragon of the West questions calmly. Tulok seemed to recognize Iroh and even called him Uncle and recognized some of the crew but he still didn’t have complete clear memories although his headaches grew worse until Kustaa told him it didn’t matter if he remembered or not he was water tribe and nothing was going to change that spirit touched or not. “He is star eyed you can’t possibly tell me the fire nation has star eyed kids that’s a water tribe thing only.” Iroh considered it briefly before dismissing it. His nephew looked similar to a young Ozai, so Ozai had to be his father even if he wasn’t much of one and his nephew deserved better then Ozai. But surely Ursa couldn’t have had an affair while married to Ozai it was impossible. Iroh tried to do the math off the top of his head of when Ursa and Ozai married vs when Zuko was born. “Look the obvious answer here is that the boys mom met with a Water Tribe beefcake and had a one night stand that lead to the boy. It’s the only thing that explains why his supposed father hated him so much and why he struggled with fire bending and is star eyed.” Bato explains grinning. “Beefcake?” Hakoda and Iroh question. 

Azula finds this all far to amusing. “That just means I’m the rightful heir after all. You can stay here with your little water tribe family and I can be the next Fire Lord after Uncle.” Somehow things get worked out that their star eyed fire bender’s fire nation sister will be staying with them along side her two scary friends and the kids supposed Uncle will become the next Fire Lord once they take down Ozai. The kid is still confused and there are still gaps in his memories but they aren’t giving him back now he is their’s and the fire nation can’t have him. They still call him Tulok since the fire nation does consider the sun to be a star after all. He seems to like it better then Zuko. He still does their laundry still wears beads in his braids in red, blue and one gold. In all that’s happened no one thought to alert the rest of the fleet about what they learned leaving them in for one heck of a surprise when they reach Chameleon Bay where the rest of the men from the fleet scramble to try to remember where they were sixteen-point-nine years ago.